On your marks . . . get set . . .

The day is upon us. And by us I mean me. This is by far the most ridiculous thing I've ever undertaken, and the added pressure from all the sponsorship I've been given isn't helping my nerves (not that I'm complaining!)

I just woke up, had a nice bowl of cereal, and am preparing myself for the first leg: Home to Southampton. It's not far today, only about 14k (9 miles), but having now packed and put a tent into the mix (for one night on a campsite in Wiltshire) I've had the realisation that this whole expedition might not be quite as easy as I first thought.

I'm going to try my very best to do a video diary, but I'm not sure how utilitarian my mum's camera is, so please forgive me if I can't sort it out. I will definitely be blogging most evenings, and hopefully putting some photos up as well.

Fabbo. Let's do this!